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Wednesday, November 21, 2007

Happy Thanksgiving...

I hope you all have a great Thanksgiving, doing what you want to do. The boyfriend and I are going to be on our own and our dinner will be comprised of what we want: one turkey--which equals just tons of turkey sandwiches--and one pumpkin pie. I have to work Friday, and then we're going to spend the weekend with two of our kids' families, eating lobster and shrimp. This is a tradition of theirs that I'm anxious to get used to.

I'm thankful for many things this year: family, health, writing. I lost a dearly loved aunt in September, but she lived a long and--I think--happy life, so it's hard to grieve too much. The year contained the hardest six month I've ever spent in the work force, but I survived and so did the women I work with. I feel like singing "we are the champions, my friends" really loud, but no one ever wants me to sing.

I hope you have a great holiday. Till next time.

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Tuesday, November 6, 2007
Well, our high school team didn't win sectional, but I went to the championship game and it was--I can't believe I'm using this word--AWESOME! Those kids were so good, so dignified in their loss. As the mom of one of the coaches, I wasn't quite as dignified, maybe, but I was certainly proud of them. So let me have a little moment here to just say GO WARRIORS! and then we can just go on with our conversation. Oops, sorry, I do need to say GO COLTS! first.

I wrote an essay for Senior Women, one of my favorite websites in the world. Go visit if you have a minute to spare. http://www.seniorwomen.com/articles/flaherty/articlesFlaherty30.html

Not much going on here these days, other than it's getting COLD and I still have summer-thin blood. Oh, and we changed times again, which makes me cranky. I'm one of those Hoosiers who was perfectly happy never having to go through the house changing 47 clocks every spring and every fall. I still feel that no matter how many times you change the clocks, there are only 24 hours in a day and in the months of November through January, only two or three of those hours are daylight! However, that's only one of the arguments I've lost in this lifetime.

Speaking of politics, I'm reading journalist Connie Shultz's memoir ...and His Lovely Wife and enjoying it immensely.

Have a good week. Till next time.

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